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"No, not yet," I gasped "I want this moment to last, lets just kiss."

She complied, and lodged together as we were, with my cock buried all the way in her, we kissed and rolled around the matt for long hours, never separating from our intimate union. Finally though, instincts took over. I slid out of her and then shoved it back in, and again just a few seconds later. Slowly, the tempo began building up and I started thrusting in her faster and faster. She had become even juicier since I first penetrated her, to my great delight, and I started pistoning in her with a near jackhammer tempo.

Her mouth gaped open and she shut her eyes tight as she tightened her grip around my body with her arms and legs. Shortly thereafter I began to feel her cunt begin to milk me, almost painfully as I thrust in and out of her. One, then two, then three...her deliciously hot and slimy cunt squeezed my cock a total of nine times before I finally went over the edge. Grunting loudly I buried myself all the way in her with one final, furious thrust, and I exploded.

Again and again I spurted in her as her cunt continued squeezing around my cock a few more times. I couldn't believe how much I was cumming, or that my balls could hold that much. Nevertheless I was cumming profusely, the heat from my man-juice causing a pleasant sensation as I released it in her, ending in one final, powerful spurt as the most intense orgasm I had had up until that point finally subsided. I collapsed on top of Akiko, panting heavily. We were both very sweaty, and I was too tired to pull myself out of her. I decided to just let it grow soft and slide out on its own. She did not seem to mind. We lay there together for long moments, and finally she broke the silence.

"You like Ms. Chino don't you?" she asked.

"How do you know that?" I retorted.

"While we were making love, you called me Mizuki. Right before you came in me you also called me Mizuki. I know that 'Mizuki' is Ms. Chino's first name."

Somewhat embarrassed I apologized "I'm sorry about that...you're right, I do like her."

"Don't worry about it" she reassured "I just wanted to have sex with you for pleasure; from the moment I saw you I knew you were going to make me feel good. You don't need to worry; I will not fall in love with you. Part of the reason I picked someone a decade older than me was because this is all we can really share."

"True" I replied "in modern times all a teenage girl and a young adult male like me have in common is sex. That's actually pretty smart... Although, I can't help but wish you were older. You are a wonderful person... I felt it while I was inside you."

Finding my last statement a little strange, she was quiet for a moment but then replied;

"I feel the same about you; I wish you were younger and going to my high school."

More silence. Finally she asked;

"What did you mean when you said 'you are a wonderful person... I felt it while I was inside you?"

I told her that, from personal experience, the pussy of a nice, kindhearted girl feels really pleasant while the pussy of an evil, or cold-hearted girl doesn't feel pleasant at all. Since her pussy was as delicious as it was, I said, she must be a very kind person. I am one of those believers that during sex two people's souls join; because the union is that deep, if the person is a good person then the union will be pleasant, if they are a bad person then it will be unpleasant.

Could that be the reason, I wonder, why for the most part though not always, Asian pussy feels better than white pussy? In general I have noticed that most Asian girls tend to be of a kinder, less mean-spirited disposition than white girls. But I guess that's just me; some white girls I have been with also had an exceptionally delicious pussy, but not like Akiko's. Her pussy was so delicious in fact I became somewhat delirious and I guess that, subconsciously, I wanted to be with Mizuki and unintentionally called out her name without realizing.

Akiko did not feel jealous; she simply smiled to herself and drifted off to sleep. Shortly thereafter, exhausted, I fell asleep myself.

***

The next day in the classroom it was business as usual, although Akiko had a very perverted grin when she looked at me. Being that it was summer vacation in Japan, I was teaching a lot of High School students who needed brushing up on their English skills. Akiko was by and far my best student, but I think she worked the hardest in order to seduce me. Shortly after we fucked she went from an "A" student to a "B+" student.

Her grades weren't piss poor, but she seemed to have lost respect for me as a teacher and looked at me in a sexual manner. Indeed, she grabbed my crotch on her way out of class numerous times and she was always the last to leave, always smiling the perverse smile of the "satisfied woman" the entire time. I was happy she was sexually fulfilled thanks to me but worried to death that I would get caught and lose my job.

Don't get me wrong; like Mizuki, Akiko was smoking hot, and only 16 to boot. Meaning she still did not carry a lot of emotional baggage. Emptying my balls in that girl was a very enjoyable experience, but it was not worth my job. I told myself I shouldn't be bitching; it would take high status and millions of dollars to get a girl that attractive in the United States, so I figured I would enjoy while it lasted, or until I got caught. I figure if I could keep up the work experience for one year it wouldn't matter if I got fired over this, so long as I could keep it quiet.

So anyway, I stayed in the classroom for a while long after everyone else in the building had left. Then Akiko walked in, smiling very coyly. Not wasting time she closed the door behind her and pulled down her panties. The look on her face was identical to the one Mizuki gave me that night in the dorm as she slid them past her mini-skirt, and bent down to step out of them. She slipped out of her shoes, walked towards me and straddled herself on my lap, pressing her crotch against mine. She wrapped her arms around my head and began kissing me. My cock was pressing hard against my pants, and I could see her pubic hair just under the edge of her tight mini-skirt.

It was amazing; only with kissing the girl was starting to leave a stain on my pants from her snatch drooling her woman-juice. Her female scent became intoxicating, and I couldn't take it anymore. Almost as if reading my mind she slid back a little to give her hands enough room to undo my pants. She unzipped my fly, pulled out my cock through my boxers, placed the tip on her pussy lips and eased herself on it, sliding smoothly and easily to the hilt. She grimaced a little as she slid down, but the grimace was quickly replaced by a look of perverse, delirious pleasure, as she stared into my eyes. Once again my man-flesh was firmly lodged in this girl and I was experiencing unparalleled ecstasy.

I began feeling her tits through her shirt, kneading them as she began to ride me. She held me close and as I kissed her neck I could taste beads of sweat slowly begin to build up as she increased her tempo. You could hear how juicy she was from the pistoning, and some of it actually trickled down onto the seat. Thank goodness pussy juice cleans easy and that the chair we were fucking on was made of leather, otherwise I would have a lot of explaining to do.

Whatever the case, I held her close as she rode me, and in time I started meeting her rhythm. No sooner had I started thrusting into her that once again I began to feel her cunt almost painfully clamp down on my cock in a sucking manner. Once, twice, then three times... She was panting heavily and muttered something incomprehensible in Japanese as she pressed her head firmly against my neck.

She muttered "sensei" something or other under her heavy panting as I felt her pussy milk my cock. Eventually, as before, biology took over and not being able to take it anymore I rammed it in her to the hilt, making a jerking upward motion, exploding, and injecting her with my hot, sticky fluid. Her body responded and she milked me with even more fury, the contractions becoming more rapid and stronger. She dug her fingers in my back and pressed her head firmly against my neck as she let out a moan that was a mixture of agony and pleasure. As I exploded in her with my final spurt I was pleased, sated, and satisfied that this girl had once again gotten herself off with my cock.

We sat there in that awkward position for a few seconds, but then she looked at me tenderly, kissed me and thrust her tongue into my mouth. I had just been fucked by a smoldering hot teenage girl and I wasn't going to go jail for it. Thus far my trip to Japan had turned out to be very pleasant, in large part thanks to Akiko.

***

Only 3 more days before Mizuki came back to work. Incidentally speaking that same Monday regular classes would start and it would be the last I would see of Akiko. I had been fucking her on a daily basis since our first night and from the pillow talk I learned that her parents put a lot of pressure on her to get good grades. She also confided in me that prior to us meeting she had been a virgin. I stared at her in disbelief, but it was true; she did yelp out in shock and ecstasy the first time I entered her, the way all virginal young men and women do their first time. Even the best actors and actresses can not fake that yelp.

Nevertheless, I thought nothing of it at first, and in truth it felt awkward to be her "adult mentor" while we both lay there, stark naked, with her pussy drooling out my cum and her own juices. I asked her why she picked me, and she said because I was "hot." She also liked me because she said I was nicer and less demanding than either her parents or her High School teachers. I must admit, being treated as "another adult" in some ways by a High School girl made me feel old; just barely a decade earlier I had been in High School myself.

Nevertheless I consoled her and told her to just ignore them and keep working hard. She complained that she would work hard in school whether they demanded it of her or not; she actually liked studying. English though was a very hard subject for her; that is the reason she was taking my class to start with. By the end of summer however, her accent became very light.

I didn't just "use" Akiko for my sexual pleasure; being a teacher first and lover second, whenever she came to my apartment we would go over the day's lesson. She whined and complained the way all teenage girls do but eventually she saw things my way. Knowing I could give her powerful orgasms, I used sex as an incentive to get her to study harder. It felt a little weird because, normally, it is an unscrupulous female tutor and a horny teenage male in this situation, not the other way around. Of course, Akiko having sex with me had more to do with her father not showing her enough affection and being too tough with her.

After we went over the lesson and we finished with the pronunciation coaching, no sooner had the digital clock on my wall hit the 7 p.m. mark that she peeled off her clothes and literally jumped on me. This lasted for about a month after school started as she took the time to visit me every night, sneaking out without her parents knowing. Then one night, after I came in her, she started crying. I asked her what was wrong and she told me she could never see me again. She took an English proficiency exam ahead of time (she had turned 17 and she was now a senior), and got a perfect score. That same year she said, her parents had pressured her to accept the invitation from Harvard. I was like;

"Wow Harvard! Not only are they a good school, but if they personally invite you that means you can get a full scholarship. You should go for it! Don't waste the opportunity!"

"Now you're sounding like my parents!" she pouted.

I reassured her I only wanted her to take a good opportunity; free college is something you do not say no to, and I told her so. However, she began crying again and told me that she had actually fallen in love with me, and that she couldn't bear to separate herself from me. I told her that I had similar feelings for her, but it was more big-brotherly affection than love.

I also told her that there may be a boy her own age who deserves a chance somewhere in Harvard, and that she shouldn't just settle for the first person she's intimate with. She turned on the mat and faced away from me. Obviously she didn't like what I said. I kissed her shoulder reassuringly, and she turned back around, towards me. She looked into my eyes; except for Mizuki, I had never seen someone look at me with such tenderness after making love.

After a short rest, we made love again for the last time, and when I woke up in the morning she was gone. I was sad that she didn't say goodbye like she usually did, but in agreeing to make love to me one last time and stealing away in the middle of the night like that told me she had listened to me, and I was happy that she would not sacrifice her future for my sake.

However, I still thought of Mizuki who, for practically the whole entire month I was fucking Akiko, gave me a very cold stare. Akiko even once asked what I saw in her, and I told her that she wasn't always like that. Thinking about it, I lay there, having woken up to messy sheets. Already I was starting to miss Akiko and felt lonely as hell. However, I had to put it aside, so I got up, showered, and made my way to work.

As I arrived and taught the classes, it was "another day at the office" as they say. Everything went as usual, and now that school had started most of the people learning English were all older adult students. Many of the women were very beautiful, and some of them looked at me flirtatiously. However, when they dealt with me directly they showed a lot more restraint than Akiko; they were women, not girls after all. Mizuki though, became colder than ever. She began overloading me with work, demanding outrageous hours, and amazingly enough I handled it all without a hitch.

That same day in the teacher's lounge one of them had been complaining about how every single girl he had asked out had rejected him. Practically every teacher there complained about a certain Akiko, and how she rejected all their advances. Apparently I was really lucky... When they asked my opinion, I told them I make it a point to remain "neutral and professional" at all times. That way students respect you. I also reminded them that this was Japan, not their home turf; that meant that they had to watch themselves. A little hypocritical on my part since I had been boning the youngest and hottest student there, but it still needed to be said. Besides, Akiko came to me; I didn't go to her.

The day rolled along, and in a "what goes around comes around" twist of fate, Mizuki was given extra work by corporate HQ. I laughed inwardly but said nothing as I went to do the extra work she had given me. Around 3 hours passed and I was finally finished. The whole time I kept my eyes glued on Mizuki's office, checking to see if her lights where on and if she was there. Even after 3 hours she was still working, but I pretended I hadn't finished with my own work as an excuse to stay longer.

Finally, I heard her computer shut down, a clicking noise, and the lights in her office went out. Not wanting to waste an opportunity I got up from my desk in the office and went straight to hers. As she closed the door behind her I stood directly in front of her. Tonight was the night; whether she wanted me to or not, I was going to have her. I realized the reason she was so mean to me was because she still had feelings for me. Tonight I was going to make her acknowledge those feelings, with, or against, her will. I had tasted Japanese pussy, and she wasn't going to deny me hers. I was not going to let her.

Pinning her against the door I stood close to her, and she looked at me in startled shock.

"Don't you have work to do?" she stated in a typically cold, "professional woman" tone of voice.

"Oh yes I do," I replied in a perverted voice "a lot of work from the looks of you..."

Her eyes widened and she tried to dart away from me. I slammed her against the door, pinning her arms against it. She had a very nervous look on her face, and she looked shaken. I separated her legs with mine to ensure she would not knee my groin, and began kissing her neck while caressing her through her business suit.

She pretended not to respond, and denied feeling pleasure, but her body told a completely different story. Her nipples were hard, and I could feel them even beneath her jacket, and like that night in the dorm, I could smell her womanly juices. This time though, she seemed nervous, confused, and shaken, but I continued anyway.

As I kissed her neck, I moved up to her ear, played with it a little with my tongue, and then whispered, "I couldn't spend the night with you that day. You meant a lot to my friend Yassu, so I couldn't bring myself to sleep with you. However, I did want you, and a year ago I started thinking about you. I came here, hoping I would find you."

"You had your chance and you blew it!" she said bitterly "right now I don't belong to anyone, least of all to you, let me go!"

"But I know you don't want me to let you go... I can smell it in your sweat, taste it on your skin... I know you want this..."

She did not respond, but she did physically resist and squirm. In order to calm her down, I began fingering her, the same way I had done that night in the dorms.

Her breasts had now gotten even bigger since then, and they were now a small D cup. Also, they were starting to swell from arousal...

To my surprise her body felt tighter and more fit than before as I caressed her, and wanting to explore her further I took off her jacket, and then I undid the buttons of her blouse. Her face was turned away from me, hands firmly pressed against the door, resigned to her fate. Her blouse came off, and now she was wearing only a bra and skirt. I undid her bra, and her breasts with their dark brown nipples came into full view. I didn't get to see her breasts in college, and now I was being treated to the upgraded versions.

I began kneading and sucking on them like a school boy who was seeing naked tits for the first time and she moaned in response. I reached under her business skirt, and pulled down her panties. There was a dark, wet spot on them, and I was very pleased. Finally, she yielded; she wrapped her arms around me and began kissing me passionately. The force by which she threw herself at me knocked me on the floor, and we lay there kissing for long moments. She straddled me for a bit and took off her skirt. Mizuki was now straddling me, stark naked, displaying a body far more beautiful than Akiko's.

"Take off your clothes" she gently hissed in my ear "I want to feel all of you."

Rolling on top of her, I got up and removed my garments as she requested. I then laid down next to her, placing my ferocious erection on her thigh as I began to kiss her. As I kissed her I began masturbating her by fondling one of her breasts and fingering her pussy, paying no attention to her rapidly swelling clit. As time passed I felt her cunt getting juicier and juicier under my hands, and I was pleased she was enjoying herself. There we were, stark naked, making out on the floor of our office building, completely alone. Had anyone walked in on us that person would have heard the very audible churning of Mizuki's juices beneath my fingers, along with our kissing.

I knelt next to her and began exploring her body, stroking my hands along her soft skin, running them along all over her flesh. First the front, then her back; I stroked and massaged every inch of her, keeping a respectful distance from her anus, which thankfully was well-buried underneath her luscious, firm, bubbleass. I kissed and licked along the length of her spine, massaging her ass-cheeks as I did, working my way up to the nape of her neck, where I finally decided to rest on top of her. With my dripping cock placed firmly on one of her glutes, I whispered, "I love you Mizuki. Ever since that night I dreamed of this moment and I couldn't think of anything else. But please understand, I couldn't be with you, I just couldn't. I could not betray a friend for a girl, no matter how beautiful."

My cock was painfully hard; the tip was inflated almost to bursting, and the veins were ferociously swollen. I had never been so hard in my life. Mizuki was driving me crazy, and my every male instinct told me to flip her over and ram into her with all my bestial fury. But I couldn't; I was in love with her, and I wanted her to enjoy this.

"Put it in me" she whispered "please put it in, I like the way you are touching me but my vagina is starting to really ache. I need you inside me, please, put it in!"

"Get on your stomach Mizuki, please, I want to lick your pussy."

She complied, and making good on my promise I began licking. She breathed in deeply, in order to cope with the shock, and as I pressed my tongue against her clit I could feel her heartbeat through it; it was so engorged. The hood was clearly visible, and I stroked my tongue up and down its length. She clasped my hair in appreciation, and moaned softly as I savored her delectable cunt. Soon it began to drool enthusiastically as I continued ministering partially to its need, holding her ass-cheeks tightly as I did.

After what seemed like five minutes (in reality it was close to an hour), I couldn't take it anymore. My tongue was starting to get tired, and my hard cock was beginning to twitch and palpitate from sheer lust, almost as if urging me to bury it in her pussy. I crawled up to her mouth, and began to kiss her. My mouth was covered in her juices, but she did not seem to mind, and on instinct she began to open her legs for me.

I raised myself up a little to see what I was doing under the soft lamplight that emanated from my office, and fumbling a little, placed my cock-head right on her labia, ready to open the moist, swollen folds and enter her vagina. Nudging it a little I pressed into her, and no sooner that my fireman's cap entered a centimeter, that her pussy began sucking me into her. Watching it happen like it was a movie, I saw my cock noisily slide into her, with a bit of a struggle she was so tight. Even though her pussy was actively sucking me in, my dick is so thick I had to press a little myself so that it could slide in. Soon enough though, it found its mark and it slid all the way to the balls.

Mizuki's pussy was almost painfully tight and deliriously hot, so hot in fact I was starting to become a little bit dazed. I couldn't believe how delicious her pussy was! Her pussy was so hot, that had it been only a few degrees higher she would have been scalding my dick.

She wrapped her arms and legs around me, and I began my love-rhythm. Ever so gently, so as not to hurt her, I slid in and out of her, taking my dick almost all the way out as far as the edge of my fireman's cap, and then slowly burying it back in. Slowly but steadily, I began to build up my tempo, eventually reaching a moderate speed. I kissed her tenderly on the lips as I pistoned in and out of her, and she responded by caressing me with her arms and legs, keeping her knees high enough along then length of her body for me to touch her legs. We made love like this for long, delicious moments.

I stroked her legs and her breast with one hand and held myself comfortably on top of her with the other arm. She stroked my butt-cheeks with her calves, keeping her knees as close as possible to my free hand. I stroked and pistoned into her, eventually beginning to feel the tell-tale contractions of her pussy on my cock. As these began she wrapped her arms and legs tightly around me, digging her fingers into my back as that delicious cunt of hers began to milk me, beckoning my man-rod to release the hot sticky fluid that would massage her insides.

I pistoned and pistoned into her, taking advantage of the opportunity to strengthen her orgasms. The faster I pistoned, the more ferociously her pussy milked me. I did not even bother to count her contractions there were so many, and they were so ferocious. However, her gaping mouth, tightly shut eyes and heavy panting breaths combined with her silence spoke volumes. At first she groaned from the sensation of me being buried in her, but now she was completely silent except for her panting.

I thrust harder and harder into her, now starting to reach the point of no return. Her contractions became less frequent now, but her pussy clamped down on me almost viciously and it held me clamped down for longer, and longer moments. She clamped down on me particularly hard at one point, and that was all it took to send me over the edge. I buried myself all the way in her and exploded in the most delicious orgasm I had ever had. My cum was burning out of my urethra as I felt squirt after squirt pump out of my body. I groaned in grateful ecstasy as I emptied load after load into her pussy, my balls painfully pressing upwards into my torso as I did. In one final spurt, I groaned loudly and unloaded my most massive glob as I collapsed panting on top of her.

I lay on top of her, panting heavily from the exertion as she held her arms and legs limply wrapped around my body, not wanting to let go, but too tired to hold on firmly. I kissed her neck just bellow her jaw-line, and told her I loved her. I felt a tear begin to roll down one of her eyes, and she smiled at me. She pulled my head towards hers and kissed me, telling me she never wanted me to leave. We rolled and she was now on top of me as we continued kissing. I fondled and kissed her breasts, pulled her close to me and stroked her black hair.

"I won't leave Mizuki. I will stay right here with you, in Japan."

After a while my cock grew limp and naturally slid out of her pussy, accompanied by large globs of sticky white fluid. She collapsed on top of me and we fell asleep. We were damn lucky it just so happened to be a Japanese national holiday the next morning, and no one worked. Had we been caught in the hallway in that position both our asses would have been given the axe and I would be without a job again.

Thankfully though, we woke up to an empty building close to noon, got dressed and left to eat brunch at her place. Mizuki was a very good cook! Unlike most of the Japanese food I had in restaurants, her cooking had the distinct flavor of this particular region of Japan, and it was delicious. She seemed pleased that I liked her cooking, and as we sat there eating we could not keep from staring into each other's eyes.

Mizuki and I took the time to get to know one another, and in time our love deepened. Sometimes we fucked like jackrabbits, other times we didn't. Either way was fine by us. If that is not love, I don't know what is. Two years passed and I asked her to marry me. She promptly accepted and we actually got married that same week. It has now been nearly a year since we married, and we couldn't be happier. I speak Japanese fluently now, and teach English at Tokyo University. I make six figures, which between the two of us puts us at nearly seven figures, and we are expecting our first child.

Looking back I am glad I did not have to betray a friend to get all this, and Yassu is fine with us. He ended up marrying a blonde French girl he met on one of his business trips to Europe, and they actually have two kids now. Mizuki insists on a Japanese name for our child, and I don't really mind. I figure, women are generally better at naming babies anyway.

All in all, my life had finally turned around. I deal with the daily grind, every day stresses, but in all my luck had finally changed.

And, one thing more; since we married our love making has become even HOTTER than before, with Mizuki practically raping me every once in a while... AND I LOVE HER FOR IT!